My mother stepped closer and softened her voice. “You are upset about a present, sweetheart.”
“I am not upset about a present,” I said calmly. “I am tired of being the person you forget.”
Tyler crossed his arms and sounded irritated. “You are really going to ruin Christmas because of this.”
“I did not ruin anything,” I answered. “I simply brought the gift I should have given myself years ago.”
Melissa leaned forward and narrowed her eyes. “Where did you get the money for a house.”
“I saved,” I replied. “I worked overtime and paid off my student loans while also stopping the habit of covering other people’s emergencies.”
My mother flinched slightly. “Are you talking about us.”
“Yes,” I said honestly.
